My life is one demd horrid grind.
Interpretation
The quote reflects the speaker's feeling of life being an exhausting struggle.
Charles Dickens expresses a deep sense of dissatisfaction and weariness with life in this quote. The use of 'demd horrid grind' conveys the idea that life can often feel like a relentless and tedious effort, highlighting the burdens and struggles that can overshadow one's existence. This statement captures the essence of monotony and despair that can accompany daily life, suggesting that life, for some, can feel more like a grind than an enjoyable journey.
In practice
In a motivational speech about overcoming hardships, this quote could illustrate the challenge of daily struggles.
I recollected one story there was in the village, how that on a certain night in the year (it might be that very night for anything I knew), all the dead people came out of the ground and sat at the heads of their own graves till morning.
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Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I was better after I had cried, than before--more sorry, more aware of my own ingratitude, more gentle.
There are not a few among the disciples of charity who require, in their vocation, scarcely less excitement than the votaries of pleasure in theirs.
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Christmas is a poor excuse every 25th of December to pick a man's pockets.
...as it turned out, growing up was just as she'd feared. One day when your alarm clock rang, you got up and realized you had someone else's thoughts in your head... or may be just your old ones, minus the hope.
And life 's enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim.
If you're feeling fancy free, come wander through the world with me, and any place we chance to be, will be a rendezvous. Two for the road, we'll travel through the years, collecting precious memories, selecting souvenirs and living life the way we please.
Dear, don't think of getting out of bed yet. I've always suspected that early rising in early life makes one nervous.
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I don't think there's any kind of preparation for sudden celebrity. I think you almost have this slight nervous breakdown when that kind of media attention happens. I mean, you're doing the same kind of thing that you do all the time, only you have to make these weird adjustments. Like, you're buying a slice of pizza and somebody's outside photographing you which is weird - that's not normal! It's very uncomfortable.
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